Date: Sun, 10 Jun 2012 16:42:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: SEan Oeland
Subject: A Special Wedding Day Part 1
This is a work of fiction. The people and place are factual, but the events
did not take place.
This story contains fetishes, gay sex and other adult activities. If you
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I had never had to piss so bad in my entire life, but I couldn't easily
just get up in the middle of the wedding ceremony. After the bride and
groom had left the building and we were dismissed, I rushed to the bathroom
to let loose my pent up piss.
On my way down the church hallway I began to unzip the zipper on my suit
pants, while thinking about how nice it'll feel to get out of the dress
clothes and back into a t-shirt and shorts later on tonight.
When I got to the men's bathroom I noticed the door was closed. I pulled
the handle and it didn't budge, it was locked. I desperately tried the
women's door, but it was shut tight too. So I ran figured my next best
chance to pee was at the reception hall. I headed down the block,
practically running over some of the older attendees as I rushed to the
bathroom.
I made my way through the door and chose the urinal toward the end. The
bathroom was fairly small, just two urinals and a stall. The mirror above
the urinals reflected back my medium build and brown hair. I had just
gotten a haircut the day before so I was proud of how I looked in the suit
and tie.
I unbuttoned my pants and let down my zipper and stared down at my dick as
I let loose a jet of piss. I heard the door open, but didn't care as I
continued to pee out the three sodas I drank on the drive over.
Just as I was finishing up and the stream was slowing down, I felt someone
roughly wrap an arm around my chest below my arms while another hand
covered my mouth. I gasped and leapt back as my pants fall to my ankles.
In the mirror I saw a man I recognized from the chapel. He had been sitting
two rows in front off to the side. I had stared at him and the guy he was
with before the wedding began. They both were white guys about 6'3 and
skinny. They had trimmed facial hair and tussled dark black and brown hair.
At first I had stared because I liked the way the black haired guy's beard
wrapped his face without looking scruffy, but soon after that first glance
my mind was lead by my dick as I began to undress them with my eyes.
"I got him," the guy whose hand was covering my mouth said loudly. "It's
cool to come in, just put up the closed sign." I had no idea what he
meant, but I saw the black haired guy walk in the bathroom and flip the
door's lock as he did. As he headed my way my captor began dragging me into
the stall behind us.
"Come on, the less you struggle the quicker we'll leave you alone," he
said. "Just come back nice and easy."
I let the guy walk me back as best he could with my pants and boxers around
the ankle, being held on only by my black dress shoes.
"Damn dude look at his little dick already starting to grow. This is like a
dream come true for you ain't it fag," the black-haired guy said as he
closed the stall door.
"Okay, I'm gonna take my hand off your mouth and let you got, but you
better not fucking scream or we'll beat the shit out of you, understand?"
my captor asked.
I shook my head in agreement, and decided if it was worth it scream. I mean
what did these two guys what? Were they just gonna rob me or did they plan
to kill me? I had no idea who they were or why they were doing this.
I was pushed after being released and clumsily fell onto the toilet were I
regained my balance at sat as if taking a dump.
"Here's how this is gonna work. You're gonna do whatever we say, when we
say it. You don't ask questions, you don't scream and you don't
struggle. And if you obey they we won't have any problems and you can go
into the reception as if nothing happened," the black-haired guy said as he
got uncomfortable close to me. "As long as you listen, and follow
directions we're not gonna hurt you."
"Yea but if you don't then we're gonna fuck you up big time," the brown
haired guy said while making a fist. "We saw how you were gawking at us at
the wedding. Since you were by yourself and staring at us it didn't take
much for us to figure out you were nothing but a faggot. We were gonna
leave you alone, but then you licked your lips while looking at us. We
ain't cool with that man. We don't like homos looking at us that way. So
we're gonna teach you some manners."
I just stared at him. I couldn't remember licking my lips, but I'm can't
say for sure that I didn't. And there's no doubt I was staring a little too
long. I guess I was just horny or bored, but whatever the reason my looks
had gotten me into the situation, and I just wanted to get out in one
piece.
The black-haired guy grabbed me by the hair as he slapped me.
"That's for the lip licking," he said. "Now we want you to learn your
lesson and the only way to teach a fag anything is with it's ass. So get up
and turn around now."
I hesitated for a second, and in that time the other guy kicked my shin
with his dress shoes.
"Move it fucker," he said. "Knees on the floor, head in the toilet bowl."
I did as he said and maneuvered myself on the floor. I brushed down my tie
so it didn't go in the bowl. I felt a breeze on my ass now that it was
completely exposed to the men. I felt like an idiot as I stuck my head in
the toilet. Luckily, it was clean or I might have had a hard time obeying
them .
"Damn look at that pathetic ass. You ever heard of a razor bitch?" the
black-haired man said.
I felt a hand grab my ass on the left and squeeze while I got a slap on the
other cheek.
"Well at least it's not a sagging ass. Nothing worse than a fat fag with a
gross butt," he said. "Ok fag have you ever had a man's dick up your hairy
hole?"
I blushed from the phrasing and answered yes to his question.
"That's 'yes Sir' bitch. Whenever we ask you anything you be respectful,
got it," the other guy said.
"Yes Sir," I answered with my voice echoing from the toilet bowl.
"Well it's a shame you've already given up your cunt, I do love taking a
fag's cherry," the black-haired guy said. "But oh well. You hole still
looks pretty tight so this should still teach you a lesson," he said and I
heard him undoing his belt. "Now I don't have any lube fag so you're gonna
be in for a rough time," he said. "And I sure as hell didn't bring a condom
so you better fucking be clean or I will hunt you down and kill you."
My breath began racing at the death threat and I nervously assured him, "I
am clean Sirs."
"Good. Now my dick is gonna tear your hole a bit, never met a fag or chick
that could handle it. But if you start screaming or moaning too much then
I"m gonna dunk your head underwater, even if it drowns you. So you better
keep quit," he said as I felt a finger enter my hole with a gasp. "I hope
you're ready because I'm not easing it in. This is to teach you a lesson so
you're gonna to be skewered."
Suddenly I felt a dick where the finger had been. And just as he said the
guy grabbed my neck as he forced his dick in my ass. I let out a grunt of
pain as his dick was halfway in.
"What the fuck did I tell you bitch?" he said with gritted teeth. Then I
felt a hand on my head as I was pushed into the toilet water as the rest of
his pole invaded my ass.
Once I felt his pubes on my ass he let go of my head and I lifted my head
out of the toilet water gasping for air. While I regained normal breathing
the man began to start pounding me.
He pulled his dick out and shoved it all the way in again as I felt my hole
stretching further than it had before. I bit my tongue to hold in any noise
as he picked up speed. He reached up trying to find something to grab for
leverage and he found my tie. He began to pull on it forcing my head back a
little as he continued his rape.
After what felt like a few minutes he slapped my ass shouted "Ok faggot
here comes that load you were licking you lips about. I hope it fills you
with shame at how pathetic you are. I mean look at you, on your knees in a
bathroom dripping of toilet water as you get fucked by a straight man while
another one waits his turn."
I felt my face flush red with his description of my situation. And my
heartbeat picked up at the thought of having to endure being fucked by the
other guy before this was over.
I was snapped out of my train of thought as he choked me with the tie while
shouting "Here it comes faggot, take my baby makers!"
I felt his dick pulse and shoot seven times as he slowly released the hold
on my tie and slowed his pace. After the last load he stopped moving and
kept his dick there as it deflated.
"Well you're not too bad a fuck after all bitch. I guess you are good for
something," he said as I felt his dick plop out of my hole.
I looked back and he began to stand up as the brown-haired guy started
undoing his pants.
"I hope you're ready for round two fag. I got a nice five day load for you
in this," he said wagging his dick at me. The dick looked to be about 7
inches cut.
I glanced over at the other guy's dick and saw why it hurt. It had to be at
least 9 inches and fucking fat. I guess I stared too long at it because the
black-haired guy smiled.
"You still want more fag?" he asked with a smirk. "I can help you out
there," he said moving to straddle the toilet.
He put his monster dick in front of my face and told me to open up. I
realized he wanted me to clean his dick off. I saw some brown and red on it
from the rape I just received, but I had little choice so I opened my
mouth, and he swiftly forced it right in.
At the same time a new dick was inspecting my hole as the brown-haired guy
grabbed a bunch of my shirt and plowed in. I paused a little at the
invasion, but just earned a slap from the guy fucking my face.
"Quit focusing on the fuck and clean off my messy dick faggot," he said. I
worked my tongue around tasting my ass and his dick while being
rhythmically plowed from behind.
"Damn dude you loosened him at a lot," the guy behind me said. "But he's
still tight, he must not have been fucked in a while." "That's
surprising," the black-haired guy said. "I woulda guess you'd be a slut
with all the staring you do at other guys. I guess that makes this even
better. Being fucked like a slut as a lesson. Bet you never stare at a guy
again after this." He pulled his dick out of my mouth and began to slap it
against my face while chuckling. The other man had picked up speed and I
knew it would be long before I got load number 2.
A few minutes later my tie was grabbed again as my fucker shouted "Time to
blow. Here it comes." I felt about five volleys of cum continue to fill my
ass as his dick pulsed and began to shrink to normal.
He pulled his dick out and walked around to my mouth like the other guy had
done before him.
"Clean it fag. I don't want any of your ass juice on it when I fuck the
girl I brought," he said while shoving his dick in my mouth.
I worked to clean off the cum, blood and other juice from his dick. As I
did so I felt the black-haired guy dig into my pocket and pull out my
wallet.
"I'm just gonna take a photo of this with my phone, hope you don't mind,"
he said as I saw the flash of his camera. He reached in my other pocket and
grabbed my phone. I began to get nervous he'd rob me so I tried to pull off
the dick I was cleaning/sucking, but my head was held in place my the
brown-haired guy.
"I've added your number in my phone, and added mine in your's," the
black-haired guy said. "Maybe we'll get to teach you more manners another
time."
The dick in my mouth was removed and the guys moved closer to the door
while pulling up their pants.
"Ok here's how this is gonna work," the brown-haired guy said as he stuffed
his shirt back into his pants. "We're gonna leave and go back into the
party. While we do that you stay here and count to 200 and think about the
lesson we taught you. After that you can clean yourself up and go back to
the party. Don't think about leaving or trying to call the cops. We have
all your information and it'd be two stories against one if you try to
report a rape."
"Yea so you're gonna sit here with our cum dripping out so you remember the
two men who taught you respect, got it?" the black-haired guy added as he
wiped the sweat from his face. "And try and come out early and we'll
know. And you'll regret it."
I nodded that I understood their orders and didn't move as they opened the
stall, washed their hands, unlocked the door and left. I was putting my
phone and wallet back in my pockets when I heard the door open as the
black-haired guy's voice said: "Yea it's open now little guy, but only the
stall toilet is working."
I began to panic as I felt a fresh drop of cum slide down my leg, but
didn't have time to do catch it or cover up before I heard a guy shout,
"What the fuck are you doing?!?" as the stall door opened.
To be continued.
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